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... it second, Greg seized the opportunity. His foot slammed into Zion’s side. Though Zion managed to block most of the force, the impact still sent him skidding several feet across the dirt, his boots carving a long trail in the ground.
"Alpha Zion, I won," Greg declared smugly, brushing imaginary dust off his hands.
Zion’s brows furrowed. It wasn’t exactly a dignified victory—but a loss was still a loss. He said nothing, simply nodding in acknowledgment, though a flicker of irritat ...
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